The most upscale private rooms of the Shanhai Banquet were all on the top floor.
The carved wall decorations were luxurious yet not vulgar. The dim, yellow lighting of the corridor wasn't blinding but had a hazy ambient feel. The interplay of light and shadow created a fascinating effect, with dark and bright areas, and even a shadow play effect produced by the lighting. It was quite interesting.
As Qiao Xi followed Old Chen to the top floor corridor, she witnessed these unpredictable lighting effects, which were dreamy and upscale. She wondered who had designed them.
The door at the end of the corridor opened, and a line of waiters came out carrying trays, all appearing to be of excellent standard.
When they saw Old Chen and Qiao Xi, they also politely greeted them.
However, Qiao Xi heard them whispering around the corner.
